Seeing Chen Chang leave, Xiao Yu'er over there was relieved and put his hand down from his mouth. Suddenly, he saw Chen Chang suddenly turned his head and smiled at himself. His face turned green and red for a while.
Non-stop.
"Your face!" Chen Chang pointed at Xiao Yu'er's face and laughed.
Xiao Yu'er reached out to touch her face in confusion, but smelled a strong scent of ink. She subconsciously looked at her hands and saw that there were a lot of ink stains on her hands. Needless to say, her face couldn't escape either.
Women care most about their appearance. With a face like a kitten, it is natural that they feel ashamed and embarrassed.
Chen Chang returned to the bed. It was not easy for Xiao Yu'er, a little girl. She had to take care of him during the day and work overtime at night to write work diaries and summaries.
During this period, there may be things like ideological reports, and there is no estimate of time off, holidays, overtime pay, etc. The intensity of the work is really not small, and it is harder than those "996" social beasts in later generations...
Many people are born with no choice about their lives, such as maids like Xiao Yuer. They enter the master's house for various reasons. The master is the "gang" of the slave, the slave is "lower", and the master is the slave.
The parent of a slave can control everything about his slave.
The maids work day and night and take careful care to ensure that the masters and young masters are pampered and the ladies and ladies live a noble and poetic life.
And all their contributions are justified in terms of feudal ethics and the slave system, and they may even become victims of strife between masters and the jealousy of servants and wives.
For example, Qianxue in the Red Mansion was kicked out for a cup of maple dew tea, Jin Chuan was kicked out for teasing Baoyu and committed suicide by throwing herself into a well, Siqi's affair with his cousin was exposed and he later died of love, Qingwen was not tolerated by Mrs. Wang.
Died with injustice, Yuanyang refused to succumb to Jia She's lustful power and finally died to clarify his ambition...
The dignity and even life of these young girls are as humble as grass and grass. Although they fight, they cannot escape the fate of being ravaged and trampled on by others.
Life is full of grass and trees.
Everyone has his own way of living. In today's society, he can't change anything. His eyelids started to fight as he thought about it, and he gradually fell asleep.
Of course, Xiao Yu'er didn't know when she fell asleep, but the girl's shadow cast on the screen remained motionless, like a lovely sculpture. After a long time, she sighed slightly.
After a while, his little head came out from behind the screen. Seeing that Chen Chang had fallen asleep, he gently tucked him in, staring at Chen Chang's face with his big eyes for a moment, then he lowered the curtain and quietly
The ground retreated.
Chen Chang slept very soundly this time, but when he woke up it was still not bright, and there was nothing around him that could determine the time. It was probably around three or four o'clock in the morning.
The night outside the window is like water, and the moonlight is like an ethereal clear stream, smearing out the haze.
Only a small half of the candle was left, and the candlelight flickered, complementing the moonlight outside.
Chen Chang put on his clothes and stood up, only to find that the little girl was asleep at the desk, with a slight smile on her lips, maybe she was dreaming. Chen Chang gently put on a piece of clothing for her, and looked at it again
The little girl couldn't help but laugh at the papers in front of her.
Looking at the time on the paper, he only recorded the day before yesterday. It seems that the little girl's work diary has not been completed. Chen Chang can't sleep now, so he simply helps the little girl. Anyway, he is keeping track of his journal, so the requirements are not high.
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Then he picked up the brush, and when it was full of ink, he began to write quickly and quickly, and soon the beautiful calligraphy appeared on the paper.
Calligraphy is the externalization of spirit, and there are different tastes. Good calligraphy works must have an upright atmosphere.
Although the words Chen Chang wrote just now are not grand poems such as "Man Jiang Hong" and "Qin Yuan Chun", or even just trivial things such as eating, drinking and having diarrhea, he is extremely satisfied with this painting.
In my previous life, although I loved calligraphy very much, I just couldn't calm down and the words I wrote were inevitably unsatisfactory.
Nowadays, the mind has no distractions and follows the natural direction, and all the excitement is gone. Just as Zhuangzi said in "Zaiyou Pian": "Wandering without knowing what you want, running wild without knowing where you are going, wandering with a martingale palm to see that there is nothing wrong."
The depressive and restrictive art of calligraphy cannot arouse people's sense of beauty, but "freedom" can infect people, move people, and make people happy.
Still not finished, I hurriedly drew a landscape picture and mentioned four verses from the side. Perhaps I felt that my handwriting was a bit ugly, so I deliberately wrote it very small.
Later, I still felt the same, so I wrote a few more sentences behind the painting.
Just when I was finishing writing the last word, the sound of gongs outside suddenly sounded loudly. The sound of the gongs was particularly harsh and touching in the silent night. There were exclamations and shouts of death.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk...failure!" Chen Chang looked at the ink dot and said with regret.
However, I have written everything, and it is a pity to lose it.
After blowing dry the ink, with the idea of doing good deeds without leaving a name, Chen Chang wrapped the journal he had written in the painting and put it into a painting tube tied with green silk thread, and casually added it to the pile of paintings.
Throw.
After all, this is the first calligraphy and painting in this world. It has a certain commemorative significance. It would be a pity to throw it away. After doing all this, the shouts of death outside also stopped, and he slowly stretched his arms.
I feel lazy.
"Mother..."
Chen Chang lowered his head and looked, but it was Xiao Yu'er murmuring in his sleep. He screamed like this a few times and started sobbing. He looked very pitiful and thought to himself: "I wonder what kind of past this little Yu'er has?" He wanted to comfort him.
However, she was in a dream, so it would be bad to wake her up.
After a while, Xiaoyuer stopped sobbing and fell asleep again.
Chen Chang lost his sleepiness at all, so he simply drew another sketch with charcoal strips and put it into the painting tube as well.
The rooster crowed and the sky was about to dawn. Chen Chang heard Xiao Yu'er getting up to wash herself. She quickly took in a basin of warm facial water and walked to the bed. She walked very lightly, but she didn't expect to be in front of the bed.
Seeing Chen Changzheng opening his eyes and looking at him, the basin in his hand almost fell to the ground.
"Aunt...Uncle...are you awake?"
Chen Chang wanted to laugh. This is probably the sentence he has heard the most in the past few days, right? It is worthy of his reputation as a senior vegetative person.
"Well, I'm awake."
"My servant will help my uncle wash up." Xiao Yu'er said.
"No need, I can do it myself."
Xiao Yu'er refused, saying it was her duty, wrung out the towel and presented it to Chen Chang. Chen Chang sat up with a smile and took it to wipe his face.
Next, rinse your mouth with green salt. There seems to be some floral water in the green salt, which makes your mouth full of fragrance.
Then a little fish brought a silver plate with a porcelain bowl in it and presented it to Chen Chang.
Chen Chang saw it and saw that it was a bowl of lotus seed soup. He was already a little hungry, so he took it and ate it. He smiled at Xiao Yu'er and said, "This bowl of lotus seed soup is sweet and delicious, and not greasy at all."
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